by steve1223adelaide, South Australia
Jul 2011 451 Views 1 comments
Hunger
Feed me, feed me, growls the machine
While it spews forth it's diesel fumes
Naked hunger shows through it's stance
As it claws and digs at the earth
Deeper it digs, never stopping once
Dirt piling up left and right
One by one mighty trucks roll up
To be loaded and take it away
All through the day and half of the night
The machine keeps digging away
Hunger not appeased, not satisfied
Until this land has been ripped open wide
While it spews forth it's diesel fumes
Naked hunger shows through it's stance
As it claws and digs at the earth
Deeper it digs, never stopping once
Dirt piling up left and right
One by one mighty trucks roll up
To be loaded and take it away
All through the day and half of the night
The machine keeps digging away
Hunger not appeased, not satisfied
Until this land has been ripped open wide
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
We rip this world apart to produce more so that we can throw away morePoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
More Poems
Glory to all
Nature's Lullaby
What?
Dance With Me . . .
Well, this is the plan!
Who knows?
More Poems
Report Abuse for this page, if inappropiate
Comments (1)